[Lisa needs it herself too, so she's not complaining, leaning into the half-hug and trying to keep herself together.]
Mm. Just... it was the only thing I could think about, almost. It consumed me. [She almost keeps going, but Junna's waiting patiently, and looking into her eyes suggests that she does understand. So Lisa moves on, nodding faintly.] One of the work rooms just had a single high-school girl in it. And a table, with a couple scripts, and a pile of knives that... sure looked sharp enough to be real, and not just props. Sure felt real.
[Her tone changes; it's harsher, more hurried, like everything is riding on her words.]
Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.— Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back, For I will slay myself.
[Her meter is... better than it should be, though far from professional. So is the performance itself, considering she's not holding a script... or working with other actors... or holding props... The words are right, and the emotion is clear. The moment fades, though, and Lisa comes back to herself, a little sullen but otherwise seeming not to get lost in herself too much.]
She insisted on playing Caesar, and starting from the top of the third act. You didn't need a full cast, and it's not like she didn't have most of the lines, but I had to play all the other roles once, it sucked. At least she was pretty forgiving of screwups. If you tried to go around her, she'd just try to stab you anyway, so... meh. Once she was out of the way one way or the other, the next area was behind a poster for Yonezawa's Last Paycheck.
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Mm. Just... it was the only thing I could think about, almost. It consumed me. [She almost keeps going, but Junna's waiting patiently, and looking into her eyes suggests that she does understand. So Lisa moves on, nodding faintly.] One of the work rooms just had a single high-school girl in it. And a table, with a couple scripts, and a pile of knives that... sure looked sharp enough to be real, and not just props. Sure felt real.
[Her tone changes; it's harsher, more hurried, like everything is riding on her words.]
Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.—
Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,
Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back,
For I will slay myself.
[Her meter is... better than it should be, though far from professional. So is the performance itself, considering she's not holding a script... or working with other actors... or holding props... The words are right, and the emotion is clear. The moment fades, though, and Lisa comes back to herself, a little sullen but otherwise seeming not to get lost in herself too much.]
She insisted on playing Caesar, and starting from the top of the third act. You didn't need a full cast, and it's not like she didn't have most of the lines, but I had to play all the other roles once, it sucked. At least she was pretty forgiving of screwups. If you tried to go around her, she'd just try to stab you anyway, so... meh. Once she was out of the way one way or the other, the next area was behind a poster for Yonezawa's Last Paycheck.